Stephen King’s bestsellers have brought him astonishing success. But he won’t be typecast as a horror writer, he tells fellow novelist Neil Gaiman

The first time I met Stephen King was in Boston, in 1992. I sat in his hotel
suite, met his wife, Tabitha, who is Tabby in conversation, and his
then-teenage sons, Joe and Owen, and we talked about writing and about
authors, about fans and about fame.

“If I had my life over again,” said King. “I’d have done everything the same.
Even the bad bits. But I wouldn’t have done the American Express ‘Do You
Know Me?’ TV ad. After that, everyone in America knew what I looked like.”
He was tall and dark-haired, and Joe and Owen looked like younger clones of
their father.